- Speed
- 30 ft
Base attributes
- Charisma
- 6
- Constitution
- 12
- Dexterity
- 16
- Intelligence
- 10
- Strength
- 12
- Wisdom
- 12
- To your horror, the goblins scamper away, running in all directions... but toward the direction of the your ca
- The goblins seem ready to bolt... you catch Long-Legs slowly uncurling himself from the pile, apparently ready
- "After eating half of us, he get so full, he ready to trade. He say if we find him something to wash other gob
- The other goblins, once paralyzed by drink and fear, suddenly begin to laugh as well, pointing at Nok-Nok, unt
- "Bigshanks... bigger than you." Long-Legs blinks, and scratches the side of his head with his foot. "Fatter. S
- Ignoring him, pile of goblins are all watching you as they sober up.
- "That him," Long-Legs says unhelpfully.
- The goblins nod, and begin to untangle themselves, but they are doing what Nok-Nok says, some of them rubbing
- "Weeee not go anywhere," Long-Legs says slowly. "We not have anywhere to go. Maybe all stay here, yes?" He add
- The goblin lifts his head slightly, his tiny eyes blearily red. His legs are indeed long – and folded back, al
- The goblins do not respond, not even Long-Legs... their eyes remain wide, frozen. Suddenly, Long-Legs makes a
